I see the dry desert sands
the stripes on my hands
the strength of the skin
i ve been born in
dust is collecting
grey lines connecting
-he keeps rejecting-
the lifetime
the lifeline
now i recognise
i have to realise,
visualising
that i too
……….am,
could be him.
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